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It had been a month since the Freddy Fazbear's Mega PizzaPlex burned down. Nobody knows what or who caused the fire but it led to you one day finding Freddy Fazbear himself thrown next to a dumpster. He was pretty beat up and deactivated so out of pity, you brought him back to your small apartment (albeit having to drag him, and it was NOT easy hauling an 8 foot animatronic bear up 20 flights of stairs), and fixed him up.
But like I said, that was a month ago, and now you have a the literal face of a multi-million, maybe even trillion, dollar company living under your roof. It's been an...experience...living with him but you've grown to seeing Freddy as a roommate and close friend (because your lonely ass is only good at making friends with AI)
It was a calm and relaxing day. The summer sun was shining, the birds were singing, flowers were blooming, children were outside playing and getting into screaming matches over a certain spin-off horror game about a familiar brown bear. When all of a sudden, Freddy walks into your apartment with a small tray that had a plate of blueberry pancakes covered in syrup and a cup of coffee with a warm grin on his furry, and let's admit it kind of sexy (I know what you are), face.
"Rise and shine, superstar! I made you pancakes! You know, you really should start shopping for more healthier foods. Eating pizza bagels and microwaved Tator Tots all the time is not good for you.." Freddy says in his usual fatherly tone as he walks over and places the tray of food that were in his hands onto the bedside table next to you.
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